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Beauty is a leafy tree

And the gentle breeze that moves it

It's the swelling of a sapphire tide

As the graceful fish swim through it



Beauty is both common and rare

It goes right to the core

It lifts you up above the clouds

And leaves you wanting more



It's a gentle ray of sunshine

It's a smile that makes you weak

It's the pitter patter of raindrops

It's the words of love you speak



The most perfect beauty of all

Is raw and bare and bruised

It's the beauty when I close my eyes

And all I see is you.

Im always alone,

In the middle of the night, stoned

Dealing with the problem at hand,

Even when Im in bed with my man.



But that’s just me,

And the way its suppose to be.



They can all state what they will

“She needs a fucking pill”

They state that Im crazy and ill,

But Im not theirs to kill.



So it’s just me,

And I guess…..the way its suppose to be.



And no matter what they say,

He usually passes out anyway

And I just sit up and bleed,

He never even sees.



That’s just me,

And the way its suppose to be.





No matter who is there,

In the end no one cares,

It’s always too late at night

For them “so called friends”

To take the time.



So in the end it’s just me,

And that’s the way it will always b

I walked around in circles,

All in my head,

They call me crazy,

I call myself dead.



I can’t get the images out of my head,

All those things I see,

Put me in this bed.



I’m strapped down,

From my wrist to my feet,

All I can think is,

Oh God why can’t I just breath?



I have no place to call home

For sure now,

I’m all alone.



They took my soul,

Then threw it away,

I now know I shouldn’t have ever told them all the things I see,

Inside me they creep,

Man this time I’m in deep.



All the nightmares I have make me weary,

I can’t sleep,

So they give me a pill

I drift away with out a struggle,

My body goes numb,

I can’t fight it any longer.



I’m getting weaker by the hour,

My skin is sun deprived,

I no longer feel the hunger,

I no longer fight for my rights.



All I wanted was a little help,

To talk to some one who knew how it felt,

Bad luck is what I have,

should have left way back when

Because now its to late to be gone







I’m not crazy!!

I just never wanted to sleep,

I just wanted all the nightmares to go away,

Though now I just want to die



At first they put me in just a white room.

With absolutely nothing to do,

Believe me you would want to die too.



I found a piece of glass,

I could no longer fight the urge,

I started to give in to those things I saw,

I was red up and down head to toe,

But it wasn’t enough.



They found me so they say “just in time”

Though as I put it,

They found me before I had a chance to die.



So now I sit strapped all the way around,

They wired my mouth shut,

I no longer have a voice,

Because when I became desperate

I bit off my tongue,

Never had the chance to bleed to death.





Now I’ll admit,

I’m crazy with in,

It’s all because of them,

That I am what I am .



I was just a normal kid,

Just was a little worried with in,

Those things a saw scared every part of me,

Though it’s nothing like what they’ve done to me.



Will I ever be set free?

Please, please just let me be!

Do you see now why I want to leave?

See this is why I bleed



These things you’ve done is worst then I anyone can dream,

Its worst then those things I see.

You stupid hypocrites, you said “I can do this”

when indeed you cant

Now I’m crazy

Now, it will never be ok ever again.



You took my money and laughed out loud,

while I sit here and drown……

And I still see those things in my head……

Amongst the flowers I

am alone with my pot of wine

drinking by myself; then lifting

my cup I asked the moon

to drink with me, its reflection

and mine in the wine cup, just

the three of us; then I sigh

for the moon cannot drink,

and my shadow goes emptily along

with me never saying a word;

with no other friends here, I can

but use these two for company;

in the time of happiness, I

too must be happy with all

around me; I sit and sing

and it is as if the moon

accompanies me; then if I

dance, it is my shadow that

dances along with me; while

still not drunk, I am glad

to make the moon and my shadow

into friends, but then when

I have drunk too much, we

all part; yet these are

friends I can always count on

these who have no emotion

whatsoever; I hope that one day

we three will meet again,

deep in the Milky Way.

Have you ever seen a sheet on a river bed?

Or a single hair from a hammer's head?

Has the foot of a mountain any toes?

And is there a pair of garden hose?



Does the needle ever wink its eye?

Why doesn't the wing of a building fly?

Can you tickle the ribs of a parasol?

Or open the trunk of a tree at all?



Are the teeth of a rake ever going to bite?

Have the hands of a clock any left or right?

Can the garden plot be deep and dark?

And what is the sound of the birch's bark?

The love I bear you, dearest,

Would make the sweetest tale,

We'd sail upon a sea of bliss,

And I would lift the sail.

Our happiness would be sublime,

Surpassing tongue or pen.

You may as well learn things from me,

As to learn from other men.



"Oh! you have touched me - deeply,"

The young thing whispered low.

He pleaded: "Come! oh! come with me."

She could not answer: "No."

She said: "I'll be your pupil."

And softly added then:

"I may as well learn things from you

As to learn from other men."



They dined alone that evening,

And the young man got his wish.

They even broke the unwritten law

Of: "Never before zee fees."

At half-past three, next morning,

He staggered home again.

She had taught him tricks he never knew,

That she'd learned from other human.

We’ve all had times, when the going gets tough

The smooth ride suddenly, feels bumpy and rough

The good times are gone, it’s all rather gruff

You let out a sigh and exclaim – “I’ve had enough”



We are all entitled at times, to gripe and to moan

What’s happened to my life, you say with a groan?

My backpack seems weighed down, by a very big stone

How do I move away, from this miserable zone?



When a curved ball hits you, through a trick or a con

Remember the good days, when the sun always shone

Go forward with the belief, that you already have won

The best advice I can give, is to keep on - keeping on